Page 15 of Hooking the Captain
“Your mouth feels so damn good,” he panted.
His words spurred me on, and I took him as deep as possible. When he hit the back of my throat, his entire body tensed.
“I’m going to come,” he groaned.
“Good,” I mumbled around him, and then hollowed my cheeks to suck harder, pushing him closer to exploding.
It only took a few seconds for his body to shudder, and a growl escaped his throat as he let go and came in my mouth. I kept sucking until I swallowed every last drop, and then I licked him clean.
Moving back to my side of the car, I glanced toward Coop. Instead of looking in my direction, he stared out the side window and then said, “We need to talk.”
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COOP
I never thoughtmy first sexual experience would be in a car next to a river, but there I was, the windows down in Ford’s BMW with no one around and him sucking my dick.
And holy shit, it felt amazing.
For so long, I’d denied myself in fear the league and my teammates would find out and no team would want me. My career would die, and I wasn’t sure what I would do with my life because it had revolved around hockey since I could walk.
It sucked that we lived in a world where people cared so much about someone’s sexuality, especially when it didn’t involve them directly. Being gay didn’t affect my game, but some people would assume I was looking at them in the locker room as they changed, or because I was into guys, I would throw myself at every teammate because they were male.
It was honestly bullshit, and I hated living in the closet.
But I had to.
With Ford, I thought I could spend time with someone who didn’t know who I was and then either have a fling while he was in town or eventually tell him about my situation. I wanted just to be myself and not the celebrity version who had to worry about the guy running to the media and outing me. Of course, I didn’t know if he would tell or not, but it had always been a fear of mine.
While we sat in Ford’s car, conflicting thoughts ran through my head. Should I stop whatever was happening between us and forget we ever met all because he knew who I was? Should I put things on hold and tell him I needed my lawyer to put together an NDA for him to sign like Hayden had suggested as an option? Or should I enjoy the moment?
Despite the risk, I’d decided to enjoy the moment because I wanted it so badly. I had desired to know what it would feel like to have his hot mouth wrapped around me, and since no one was nearby, I let him. I didn’t regret it one bit, but I knew if we were to continue, I would need to cover my ass.
“Talk?” Ford questioned.
I took a deep breath. “Things are different now that you know who I am.”
“What do you mean?”
I turned to him and gave him a tight smile. “I thought because you just knew me as Coop, that we could get to know each other and then I don’t know…” I shrugged. “You’d like me so much that when you found out I was a professional hockey player, it wouldn’t cross your mind to run to the media and out me.”
His dark blue eyes widened. “I’m not going to run to the media.”
I shook my head. “No, I mean, that’s my fear and one I’ve been dealing with practically my entire life.”
“So, you don’t trust me?”
“I don’t really know you.”
“Right.” Ford turned his head away and looked out at the woods.
“Hey.” I reached over and grabbed his hand. “This is all new for me. It might come as a shock, but with the stupid bullshit opinions some people have about gay players in sports, I’ve hidden it from everyone. You have to understand.”
“I do understand,” he mumbled, still not looking at me. “I’m not out either.”
“Oh, wow,” I breathed. I had no idea. He seemed so confident while we were making out in the parking lot at the Thirsty Cow and when he’d invited me to dinner.
“Yeah, so, I know how you feel.”
